After parking the car, the cute-faced beast waved to Fang Yun, got out of the car and took him into the alley.
After not walking far, an antique courtyard appeared in front of the two of them. The cute beast stopped, turned around, opened the courtyard door and walked straight in.
Seeing that the cute-faced beast looked like he was returning his favor, Fang Yun knew that this guy probably came here to eat often, so he didn't ask any more questions, and quickly followed him into this courtyard house that didn't even have a signboard.
Enter a private room.
Entering the private room, as soon as the two of them took their seats, they saw a well-dressed waiter pushing open the door. He quickly glanced at their faces and then respectfully presented a menu to the cute little beast.
Taking the menu, the cute little beast handed it to Fang Yun without turning it over, and said: "It's your first time here, just order whatever you want to eat, don't say anything else, it's no problem if you're full."
Hearing this, Fang Yun waved his hand lazily, "Forget it, I'm most bothered by ordering. You come a lot, so just take your order."
"Okay, then I'll come?"
Seeing that Fang Yun didn't want to order, the cute little beast didn't want to be polite to him, so he opened the menu and expertly ordered the signature dishes here.
While the cute beast was ordering, Fang Yun raised his head and scanned the layout of the private room. He found that everything from the tables, chairs, benches to the window lattice decorations smelled like old objects. He couldn't help but sigh, rich people really know how to play.
ah……
Fang Yun is not someone who has seen the world. After following the cute beast to this courtyard, he immediately realized that this place should be a private restaurant that only gourmets and locals know about.
In 2006, I often came to this kind of private restaurant to eat my teeth. The cute-faced beast is obviously not an ordinary person. If I hang out with him, if nothing else, I won't be afraid of not being able to find delicious and fun places in Beijing.
After a while, the cute little beast looked up after ordering and asked: "The food is almost done, what should we drink?"
Hearing this, Fang Yun waved his hand again, "I won't drink anymore, just have a bottle of Coke."
"Okay, here are two more bottles of Coca-Cola. The dishes will be served as soon as they are ready. Hurry up."
Seeing that he didn't want to drink, the cute little beast didn't force himself. He nodded gently, put away the menu and handed it to the waiter. After explaining something, he let the other person leave.
After the waiter left, the cute-faced beast stood up, picked up the clay pot, poured a cup of tea for each of them, and asked at the same time: "How about Master Cheng, is it not a bad treat to invite you to this place for dinner?"
"The place is nice, but why do I feel like there's something in your words?"
He picked up the teacup and took a sip. When he saw the cute beast looking at him expectantly, Fang Yun raised his eyebrows, put down the teacup and said.
Hearing his words, the cute-faced beast immediately slapped the table and said righteously: "What are you talking about? I just want to treat you to a meal. Don't overthink it."
Hearing this, Fang Yun immediately smiled, picked up the teacup again and said, "Okay, let's just eat today and not talk about anything else."
As he spoke, he put the cup to his mouth and tasted it carefully.
Seeing that Fang Yun actually stopped asking, the cute-faced beast suddenly became a Muggle!
After a while, as the waiter began to serve the food, the cute beast struggled for a while and couldn't help but sighed: "Master Cheng is still Master Cheng. Regardless of your age, your magnanimity is really not comparable to that of ordinary people.
…”
Putting down his cup and waiting for the dishes to be served, Fang Yun picked up his chopsticks and said while eating: "Come on, let it go if you fart, why are you calling me a big-tailed wolf?"
"Then I've said it!"
Seeing that he seemed to be loosening his tone, the cute-faced beast was delighted and said directly: "I just want to know, at such a young age, why do you play games like a veteran? You need experience, experience, and money. This
Isn’t it scientific?”
Hearing this, Fang Yun replied casually while eating his food: "You are from the capital. How often do you see unscientific people and things? Let's not talk about those talented students specially recruited from the universities in the capital.
They compare, where am I now..."
"That's different!"
Seeing him taking the genius students in the capital as an example, the cute-faced beast shook his head, "Those genius students are smart, but at least they behave like normal people, but what about you? You said that everything about you except that face
, how does he look like a 19-year-old freshman?"
"Why don't you just treat me like a genius who plays games?"
Seeing that the cute-faced beast was quite ready to ask questions, Fang Yun shook his chopsticks and directly changed the subject: "Okay, there is nothing to explain your question, let's talk about something else."
As he said that, he picked up the cup and took a sip of Coke, "The reason why I came to see you this time is, firstly, because we have known each other for a long time, and we are in the same city, so it is really time to meet. Secondly,
So, you must have read a piece of news that was exposed on the Dream official website a few days ago, right? That’s why I’m here.”
"News? Are you talking about the Wuhan forum that has been making a lot of noise these days and is linked to this year's World Cup?"
Hearing him suddenly mention the news about the Martial God Altar that was just updated on the official website of Dreams two days ago, the cute beast was stunned and asked: "What on earth is that thing for? It deserves such attention from a big guy like you."
?”
Seeing that the cute-faced beast was curious, Fang Yun simply put down the Coke and asked: "Let me ask you, what is the World Cup about?"
Hearing Fang Yun's question, the cute beast rolled his eyes and said directly: "Aren't you talking nonsense? You have asked around the world. Who doesn't know that the World Cup is a sports feast where national teams from all over the world gather together?"
Seeing the cute beast's expression of insulted IQ, Fang Yun immediately smiled and explained to him: "Yes, the World Cup is a feast for fans all over the world, and the Fantasy Westward Journey Wushen Altar linked to him is also similar in nature. It is for all
A feast for fantasy players, do you understand?"
"A feast for all fantasy players..."
Hearing this, a flash of lightning suddenly flashed in the cute-faced beast's mind. He stood up with a bang and asked excitedly: "Could it be said that this Martial God Altar is the same as the World Cup? It is all carefully selected from each server."
Carefully selected players come together to compete?!"
"Bingo~"
Seeing that this guy finally understood, Fang Yun pressed his hand and motioned for him to sit down, "That's what you mean. Can I not pay attention to this kind of battle-level competition?"
"Attention! Must pay attention!"
After receiving confirmation from Fang Yun, although the cute-faced beast sat back on the chair, he could not suppress the excitement in his heart and said quickly: "Master Cheng, if nothing else, you must count me in this time for the Martial God Altar.
!”
Seeing how excited the cute-faced beast was after finding out what the Martial God Altar was about, Fang Yun could only advise him to calm down first and said, "Didn't I just say that this is why I met you this time."